Just a few steps down the large concrete blocks,My dry feet step into the cold sand.It takes one deep breath,Immediately I am surrounded by nature.I am in my tranquil state, Nothing else matters.

And there it is,The feeling of serenity which Thoreau so often wrote about,It envelops me,Takes over my body like a spirit has just entered my soul.

The cool breeze blows wind through my wavy hair,Causing curls to fall down into my blue eyes.This is the place where I should be,Where I was meant to be.No worries,just me and mother nature.

Sitting on a small round rock,I watch the orange sun as it begins to set,Its final rays glisten off of the choppy water.This is where I belong.No worries,Just contemplating when the sun will set.

As I relax my mind and close my eyes,I hear the sound of the forest,Nature undisturbed.I hear no sounds of a car, lights, or other human beings.Just the simple sounds of undisturbed life.

I see one man,The bubble man,Doing what his heart desires.He is at ease with himself,Making no disturbances to the moment,This I am ok with.I am content right now, I am free,Alone in my own, peaceful world.